The waiting game!

So as most of you know Matt is due home anyday now. I know the exact day, but I obvious reasons I cannot post it. Anyway, I just want to vent because this waiting game is the hardest part of the deployment. The first couple weeks are hard for adjusting. I call it the curse of the 1st month. Everyone I have ever talked to always has the first month curse. For me it was having to take Trevor to the ER for stitches 3 days after Matt left. For Alia, it was poor Gannon (we weren't sure he was going to make it). For my friend Meghan-first trip to the ER with her son. Another friend had a grandparent pass away. There is a first month curse. I think its more of a test really-something terrible happens in the beginning and you think "why-how am i going to do this alone?" Then, a few days later you find that you did make it through and maybe you'll be okay. And you are okay.
The rest of the deployment included some visitors, holidays with the family, more ER visits, lots of illnesses, getting back into shape, and starting graduate school. I would love to say it went by fast, but its not as fast as i would hope. The beginning seems like a distant memory. It's not an easy 7 months, but its do-able.
So now to my issue-the waiting. Why oh why was my husband in the first group to go, but the last to come back-because its the military i know!!! It just frustrates me...any other organization you return the way that you depart right! So then, they give us a wondow of the return. Okay so what is the point of the window if you aren't even going to send them home sometime in the window? Just don't get my hopes up!!! Then, luckily this didn't happen to Matt (yet), but they give you a return date and time only to have a sand storm ruin it all. My poor friends-their husbands' return was pushed back two more days because of a sand storm.
I know I should be grateful because he's alive and well and on his way home, but I still just wonder how I am going to make it through the next few days. Not only that, but now I have a sick child so i can't just keep busy. Oh well-life as a military spouse.
Okay I am done venting-sorry! I hope all is well with everyone and I can't wait to see you all in a couple of weeks with a husband in tow! Take care
P.S. I promise next time to put up pictures of Trevor!

Ah! Easter 2009

Okay so I have been counting down Matt's homecoming forever, but we are down to days now. I can't post the exact days, but it is so close I can smell it. We celebrated our last holiday without daddy today and the light is shining even brighter. I have to say-the last month of the deployment is the hardest part. You're used to being alone by now, but the days just drag!!!!
So anyway, we did keep busy this weekend with all the Easter festivites. On saturday we went the the Koolau church and did the golf ball hunt (they exchanged the blass for eggs at the end). Trevor finally got the point and collected like 30 some balls all by himself.

Today we went to church in the morning. He did pretty well, but the chapel on base has a great crying room with tons of toys so he was distracted. WE then did lunch/dinner and an egg hunt at Lindsay and Erics house (thanks guys). Trevor didnt do so well on this hunt, but he loved all his new cars!!!

On on other notes...Trevor changes more and more everyday. I can't wait for Matt to get home and see his baby is quite the little man. The lastest development...he's telling me when he goes to the bathroom (only occasionally though). The other day I had him in his diaper and no pants. I was in the kitchen and he came in and said "Mommie peepee diaper" (in Trevor words). He proceeded to remove his diaper and run to his room to throw it in his diaper pail...can you say stop growing up!!!! Not only that but now he's all about the "oh no mommie" and "let's go mommie" so stinkin cute. At playgroup he threw his cup in the trash. I had no idea where he put it and I asked "trevor where is your cup?" We walked all over the the playground looking. Finally I asked him again "Trevor go get your cup..where is it?" He walked up to the trash and says "mommie oh no!" I was like really Trevor. Sure enough there is was in the trash.

Sometimes I miss the little baby stages, but I am loving the toddler part. Yes we deal with fits and sometimes he makes me crazy, but he also makes me laugh so stinkin hard sometime. I love my little man and I can't wait for his daddy to come home!!!